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Chemical Warmongers Everywhere!
Nov. 10th, 2003 12:05 amToday has been a fun filled day of extra sleep, smoking the pot, and taping TV cartoons for multiple veiwings later on. I also got to see that cute baby I like, and eat a tasty sammich with swiss cheese on it. Swiss is, in case you were wondering, my fave sammich cheese.
The news is depressing, which is why I don't watch it. I was talking to a lady at the theatre Saturday who lives in Canada. She says they really dont' lock thier doors, like in the Michael Moore movie. She said it would freak her out if she thought people were wanting to hurt her all the time. And she's never had a problem with leaving her door unlocked.
Coincidentally, I had yet another horrible nightmare last night. I was running around the basement of my grandfathers house (he died 10 years ago...almost exactly come to think of it) trying to find a keepsake of his before they bulldozed the house. And there were rats and bugs everywhere. I was yelling at the bulldozer guys outside, and then all kind of zombies where everywhere. Then i had to think about my grandfather in the ground, which is when I woke up yelling about something. I don't know what because I was alone.
Do most people work out that sort of thing in dreams? If you're dreams are often terrible, does it mean that your brain is figuring things out for you? Maybe its a nessesary tool for growth or something. I should probably get back to seeing my therapist this week.
But for now, time to smoke and tape Once Upon a Weinstien!
The news is depressing, which is why I don't watch it. I was talking to a lady at the theatre Saturday who lives in Canada. She says they really dont' lock thier doors, like in the Michael Moore movie. She said it would freak her out if she thought people were wanting to hurt her all the time. And she's never had a problem with leaving her door unlocked.
Coincidentally, I had yet another horrible nightmare last night. I was running around the basement of my grandfathers house (he died 10 years ago...almost exactly come to think of it) trying to find a keepsake of his before they bulldozed the house. And there were rats and bugs everywhere. I was yelling at the bulldozer guys outside, and then all kind of zombies where everywhere. Then i had to think about my grandfather in the ground, which is when I woke up yelling about something. I don't know what because I was alone.
Do most people work out that sort of thing in dreams? If you're dreams are often terrible, does it mean that your brain is figuring things out for you? Maybe its a nessesary tool for growth or something. I should probably get back to seeing my therapist this week.
But for now, time to smoke and tape Once Upon a Weinstien!
